Scott didn't even have the change to stop Tony. He was storming across the room, flinging open Lynn's door, and then charging over to her. She barely had time to register anything before she ended up on the floor in a large boom, all of her sheets around her. She sat up and blinked as she realized that her mattress was lying on one side; he had just flipped over the mattress.

"Marilynn!" Tony shouted, not caring who heard, "What do you think you're trying to do?!"

"Sleep?" She questioned, blinking a little, trying to get used to the darkness.

"I'm talking about Ziva." He gritted her name through is clenched teeth.

"What about her?" She asked, confused.

"About how you told her we were sleeping together!" on the words 'sleeping together' he started towards her, wanting nothing more than to strangle her.

She put her hands up as she stood up, "Look. I was just trying to help her…"

"Do what?" He questioned.

"She doesn't care about you, you know." Lynn shrugged, racking her mind for something that she could lie about for the saving of this lie, "She was actually rather happy for us."

"We're not sleeping together!" Tony exclaimed, frustrated, "How much is it going to take for you to get that into your stupid head?!"

"Tony!" She cried out, "Look, I was just trying to help!"

"Yeah? Well you didn't. And besides, we don't need your help!"

"I just told her, okay, I know it was a lie…"

"And wrong!" Tony shouted, "I should punch you harder and faster than the deadly asteroid the size of Texas that was hurdling towards earth in 'Armageddon' you know, Bruce Willis? Yeah. Well I won't. Because I don't hit women. Or in your case, girls."

"Tony!" Lynn shouted again.

Tony just raised his voice, "Lynn! It hasn't even been a day and you've already screwed with our relationship! We haven't seen each other in months. Lynn, can't you just…for once…stay in your own life and stop meddling in others?" He demanded, staring into her blue eyes through the darkness. Scott and Aaron stood at the other end of the door, watching their conversation…argument…from the other side.

"You sure this was a good idea, dude?" Aaron asked Scott, whispering.

"He had every right to know." Scott said, and Aaron nodded.

"You're right."

"Tony…" Lynn sighed as the someone knocked at the door. Aaron and Scott immediately bolted from the opening of Lynn's bedroom as Tony turned and looked over his shoulder at the front door.

"Hotel manager! Open up!" Tony glared at Lynn.

"This is all your fault!" He threw his hands up in the air, groaning in frustration as he went over to go and pull the door open, "What?!" he demanded, and the manager sighed.

"Sir, you need to quiet down. The others have been complaining."

"I don't care!"

"Sir!"

He groaned and flipped out his badge, "Look! I'm a federal agent, can't I just get some sleep?"

"Just because you have a fake ID doesn't mean that I'm going to let you disturb my other customers."

Tony gaped, "Excuse me?"

"Sir, I have to say that if you do not cooperate, I will ask you to leave the premises."

He looked over his shoulder at his team, and then nodded, "Fine. I don't care." He said as he shoved past the manager and then started towards the elevator. He buttoned up his shirt and tied his tie before he got in, pressing the down button. As he exited the elevator, walked through the vacant lobby, and exited, the hotel, he hailed down a taxi. He knew where he wanted to go. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys.

His key was still there. His copy. Tony didn't know just how many times he actually lost his keys. All he needed to do was clear his head.

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Tony stared up at the brick that covered his apartment. He grinned. He hadn't seen it in two months, maybe more, and he couldn't wait to go inside. He prayed that his key worked. He prayed to god that his key worked. He carefully walked up the stairs. What if someone else lived there now? But Ziva wouldn't lie to him. Unlike Lynn. He shuddered. Sleeping with Lynn? Never would he EVER. He sighed and stood in front of the door for a while before he finally decided to put his key in and turn it. He heard a click and he grinned as he slowly opened up the door and peeked inside. The lights were off, but it looked as if it had just been used. There was little dust, if none on the furniture, and he flicked on the light.

A blanket lay on the ground in front of the sofa and, though his memory was vague, he doubted that he left it there before he left. He walked towards the kitchen and grinned at the fridge that was up against the wall. He put his arms out wide, "Fred!" He exclaimed as he walked over to it. He opened it up, not expecting to find anything. However, he did find a couple of bottles of Corona, some leftovers, and other ingredients that were necessary for making some of his favorite dishes. Confused, he closed the door. "I could have sworn…" He whispered, "That I cleaned that out…" He shook his head. Maybe he didn't. But it didn't smell… He flew open the cabinets and realized that they were shoved full of food, some of the things he'd never even heard of before.

Confused even more, Tony walked out of the kitchen and started towards his bedroom. He was about to turn on the light when he stopped. A lump was on the left side of his bed, making no noise or movement at all. Tony cocked his head to the side and then had to remember what lump that was. He saw that lump in his bed many a time before…

They suddenly moved and sat up, turning to face him as they reached over and turned on the light, "Tony?" She asked, "What are you doing here?" He took in the fact that she looked absolutely beautiful with her bed head.

"What do you mean? This is my apartment." He said, leaning up against the door frame.

"Oh…yes…" She looked down.

"How long have you been staying here?" He questioned.

"I do not know. Since you have left."

"Every night?" He raised one eyebrow.

"Well actually, the apartment is rented out to Mr. Tony and Mrs. Ziva DiNozzo," She muttered, and Tony grinned.

"Are you trying to say something, David?" She narrowed her eyes to slits.

"No. But you still did not answer my question. What are you doing here, Tony?" She asked again, this time putting more emphasis on her words.

"I…" He started walking towards her, unable to try and figure out the best way to say this. She watched his closely, and she knew that something was bugging him deeply. He sighed as he sat down on the foot of her bed. She quickly moved her feet out of the way, bringing them up to her chest as she wrapped her arms around them, "I…I know how Gibbs feels about apologies…""Gibbs is not here. I am sure he will not mind." She said, and he sighed…again.

"Look, Ziva, I'm sorry."

"For?" She asked, confused. He stared into her eyes.

"For Lynn." He saw her visibly wince at her name. Not much, Gibbs probably couldn't notice it. McGee definitely couldn't…but he could, "She lied to you." He saw her eyes nearly ignite in fire.

"You are not sleeping with her?" She blurted out, and he hesitated a moment before speaking.

"No…but!" He exclaimed, "Before you go all ninja Mossad officer on her butt, will you just listen to me?"

She sighed, "Fine. Talk."

"I don't understand why Lynn said that in the first place…" Ziva scoffed.

"Tony are you blind?" She questioned, "She is obviously very attracted to you." She said, shrugging her shoulders as she looked the other way, "I mean who would not be?"

He grinned, "Well thanks Ziva, I didn't know."

She rolled her eyes, "Tony." She firmly said, "I was not able to resist your charm."

He gave her that famous DiNozzo smile again, "No one is." She rolled her eyes.

"Tony, can you ever be serious, for once in your life can something not be a game to you?"

"I know that it's not a game."

"Okay, one of your stupid movies then? It is not always about hot women and brave men." She reiterated, thinking briefly back to when they were trapped in that box. Oh so long ago…she sighed at the memory.

"Well you're hot, and I'm brave." He said again, and she scoffed, rolling her eyes. She gestured to him.

"See! See! This is what I am talking about! You have no sense of anyone's feelings."

He looked at her and brushed the back of his hand gently on her forearm before dropping it, "I know how you felt when I resigned."

She turned to look at him, "You did not understand. You do not understand."

He shook his head, "Perhaps not. But I know how I felt."

"If you felt that way, then why did you accept the promotion? Why did you leave?" She demanded, tears brimming her eyelids.

"What happened to us, Ziva?" He suddenly asked, his voice soft as he cut her off. She slightly cocked her head to the side and stared into the deep brown pools that pleaded for her to forgive him. About what, she didn't know.

"I did what was best for the team."

"You didn't think what would be best for me? For us?" He poked her lightly in the leg, "For you?" She looked down at the comforter, and Tony knew that she was nervous; she moved her hand up to her necklace. He sighed and looked down before standing back up, "Sorry. I shouldn't have said anything."

"You were the one that left." She pointed out.

"I did what was best for the team." Tony repeated back before he started towards the door again.

"Tony, wait." She called as he stopped in the doorway. He turned around and she stood up, revealing her pajamas to his eyes. He grinned. She was wearing black sweat pants and an Ohio State Buckeyes Tee. She stopped before him, "Stay." She said, "Spend the night with me. Just like before."

"Why?" He asked. She took a moment before answering him.

"It is your apartment."

"And those are my clothes." He smirked, and she looked down at her outfit before looking back up at him.

"Tony, just stay." She repeated.

"Well I did get kicked out of the hotel…." He started, sighing a little.

"You got kicked out of the hotel?" She gaped in shock, fumbling a little with her words, "Why?"

"I told Lynn off." Ziva gave the smallest smirk before she grabbed his hand, the electric sparks running up and down her entire body. She pulled his towards the bed, and he stripped to his boxers. Ziva was already in bed as he climbed in next to her. He reached over and turned off the light, sinking down in the cold sheets. Just the thought of her there next to him almost calmed him. He glanced over at his partner, and it was obvious that she wasn't asleep; she wasn't snoring. He sighed, gazing at her back as the muscles contracted and expanded with her breathing pattern. He turned over on his side, facing her back, the mattress slightly bouncing as he did so. She let out a small moan, and then quickly shut her mouth. He carefully wrapped his arms around her body, pulling her back towards his chest. Her entire body stiffened as she shuddered against his chest. He rested his chin on her shoulder, her unsually straightened hair (which she did only for him), getting into his face as he did so. It smelled fresh and sweet, like roses, perfume, soap, and...something else. Essence de Ziva, as he called it. He nuzzled his nose against her ear as he barely parted his lips, his breath tickling her as he whispered.

"Shh…Ziva." She nearly died in his embrace at the sound of her name escaping her lips, and Tony felt her relax against him, but just slightly.

"What are you doing?" She mumbled, her sweet accent echoing through the room. He slightly shifted her in his arms as he wrapped one arm tighter around her waist, securing her to his hip. He missed this. Oh so much. He took in another deep whiff of her scent. He missed that the most.

"Doing what's best for us." He whispered back, and he felt small fingers against his. He let her fingers take control of his, their hands lacing together as she melted into his embrace, sleep finally overtaking her, for the first time that night.

So there you go! Tony and Ziva finally had that talk that all of you have been asking about! *Wipes sweat from forehead* I know it's kinda mushy, and you still haven't found out everything (like the medical file…mwhaha) but they at least talked. So review!

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"Oi Va'avoi Li Tony..." -Ziva